The best Quotes by Helen Hunt Jackson

The best Quotes by Helen Hunt Jackson

Helen Hunt Jackson (pen name, H.H.; born Helen Maria Fiske; October 15, 1830 – August 12, 1885) was an American poet and writer who became an activist on behalf of improved treatment of Native Americans by the United States government. She described the adverse effects of government actions in her history A Century of Dishonor (1881).

O sweet, delusive Noon, Which the morning climbs to find, O moment sped too soon, And morning left behind.
I know the lands are lit, with all the autumn blaze of Goldenrod.
By all these lovely tokens September days are here, With summer's best of weather and autumn's best of cheer.
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Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down.